Bowie is in the Building

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Finally we got to stay in our new home in Abruzzo! Never thought it would happen so quickly. We closed on the Old Olive Mill in Colledimezzo less than a year ago. After only two trips and a lot of help from the wonderful folks who live there, it feels like home. David Bowie has been with me my whole life, so his presence makes the move complete.

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The Years are Trickling Away

abruzzo-presto-privateIt really has been a heck of a year! This year we’ve literally bled money. In the grand scale of things, not that much, but enough to give me the odd panic attack. It has been worth it, we now have a lovely home in Abruzzo. A home with thick stone castle like walls and the sort of wooden doors that aren’t made anymore.
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Last week I published my second book, Ghosts on the Sand, a collection of short stories that were fun to write, and according to many folks, a pleasure to read. Thank you for all of your kind comments. The link below takes you to where this book can be purchased on Amazon for a mere $0.99.

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Tomorrow I rise early and start work at 7:00 am (if it ever stops snowing). Tomorrow evening finds me on a flight to Pescara, via Heathrow and Milan. My second trip to Colledimezzo this year, and not my last. My years are trickling away. Got to cram as much in as I can.

Soon!

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Soon you’ll see my face at this door!
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Can’t wait to call this place home!

Living the Dream

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A year ago we were on our way back from an Italian vacation with thoughts of buying a very expensive house on the Amalfi Coast. A beautiful tumble-down house that needed a lot of work. It was a great dream, but would have made us broke. However, it made us determined to find a house we could afford. I searched long and hard and found Abruzzo. I was captivated by its beauty, its reasonable property prices (and its lack of tourism). So captivated that by the end of August 2017 I was on my way back to Italy to find my retirement home.

I remember the first time I walked through this door into the kitchen area of the Old Olive Mill in Colledimezzo. Without even seeing the rest of the house I knew it was the one! My daughter was with me and she felt the same.

Now, less than a year later, this house is ours. We’ve been back a couple of times, but not able to stay there because there was work to be done. A kitchen to build, a boiler and radiators to put in, and of course furniture to buy, but now its ready. When we fly out in October, we can make it our home.

Having a dream is great, but living that dream is much, much better!

The Old Olive Mill in Colledimezzo

An old stone building in a quaint old village. From the moment I set eyes on it, I knew it was special. A building that had been restored with loving care. In years gone by, it produced olive oil. From now on, it’s going to produce happiness and lots of laughter.

It’s my new home in Italy and I can’t wait to share it with friends and family.

The Old Olive Mill in Colledimezzo!

Trabocchi Coast – Beautiful Adriatic

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Keeping up with the Italians

 

Retirement was always something I dreaded.
It meant I was getting old.
Only two weeks ago I was in my sixteen! Now I’m in my sixties.
Last year we bought a home in Abruzzo, Italy. It changed my whole prospective on retirement and now I think about long lazy days in Colledimezzo with a goofy smile on my face. I have a few years to go yet, time to practice my cooking. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to compete with the fabulous traditional dishes that have been passed down from mother to child, but I can start with the sweet treats. So far these have been a success. On the left, Almond cookies, on the right, Italian breakfast cookies, which are very good to dip in your morning cappuccino.

When Will I See You Again?

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Missing Abruzzo and our lovely village home in Colledimezzo SO BAD! Owned it less than a year. Only visited twice. Once to view and make an offer and then the second time (earlier this year) to clean it, buy furniture, work hard and make it home. During the summer its being painted, having radiators fitted and a toilet replaced. Kitchen has been fitted and marble stairs installed.
Where did I get the money from to do all of this? I have no clue. This was meant to happen. Someone guided us to Abruzzo and now its hard to leave.

We’ve always felt at home in Italy and now we have an Italian home.

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The Real Italy

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I never get bored with Italy. Been visiting since I was a teenager. It’s beauty and history are captivating. The food, the wine, all the usual things make me love the country. However, until I visited Abruzzo, I realized I hadn’t seen the real Italy. It took only a short visit to remind me that local Italians make Italy what it is, and the folks of Abruzzo are the warmest, most helpful people I have ever met. While writing this blog my eyes fill with tears as I recall our recent visit and all we achieved with their help. We made more friends in two weeks than I’ve made in the last 20 years.

Colledimezzo is a tiny village in Abruzzo, less than 600 inhabitants. Of course everyone became familiar with us immediately. A mixed race couple with British accents. We stuck out like a sore thumb. Those locals immediately accepted us, helped us and made us feel like one of them.

It’ll be a few years before we can retire there, but the ground work is done. We have a second home there now, and lots of vacations to look forward to. Good things are worth waiting for!

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